you, daughter —Doña Soledad replied.
When the doors opened and passengers began to disembark, Doña Soledad slowly stood, adjusting her shawl and searching awkwardly for her old cloth bag. Seeing her hesitation, Lucía quickly stepped in.
—Can I help you?
—Oh, yes, daughter… it’s just that I don’t want to get in the way.
—You’re not in the way—Lucía said continue reading …